Emily's POV
The van rumbled to a stop in front of the makeshift shelter, and I stepped out, the cool evening air brushing against my skin. Behind me, a small army of pack maids and servants began unloading crates of food, drinks, and medical supplies. The shelter, a large warehouse temporarily converted to house the displaced omegas, was bustling with activity. My mates had done an incredible job setting it up, but I wanted to do more. These were my people, and as their future Luna, it was my duty to ensure they felt cared for.
Caleb, Julian, and Joey were already there, their faces lighting up when they saw me. Caleb's brown eyes softened, Julian's piercing blue gaze warmed, and Joey's golden eyes sparkled with mischief. They looked like they'd been working nonstop—their shirts were sli
